Fugitive

With such  a futile smile 

they put you in a place so vile

they make you look like a freak

and blame you for such a reek

they groom you to an identity

which lands you to a big pity

they find in you every reason to screw

till an arrogance in you will brew

 Losers! , behind you can  drag

this is for  only people who can brag

like criminals you will be greeted

after all they have devastated

Fools you l hope for high grade

you won't even get a spade

like a stray you will wander

but it will make them no wonder

 In spite they ask why do you crave

for its you who came to our cave.